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Cruac does not look like a fearsome outlaw. He is a slight, meek-mannered fellow who stands no more than five feet high, with a scraggly beard and a growing bald spot.
Cruac leads an outlaw band that preys on travellers in the Vales. Few wanderers pass this way — most traffic runs along the Anduin, or along the eastern shore down to the Old Ford — so Cruac’s men must cross the river in their boats to find suitable victims. They look for Dwarves, who are always rich in silver and gold, or traders bringing fur down from the Gore of Anduin. Cruac’s hideout is in a sheltered valley in the heart of the region.